The miracles of caffeine…

No wool as yet. I am officially pouting. Actually, there’s been no post for us in the last week, and I’m starting to get nervous. I have the names of a few wool places, and I think I’ll wool hunt tomorrow. I made the mistake of asking the house-witch I’m staying with if I could possibly dye my wool outside in the shed and she was highly not amused. My scarf is going to have to wait. There is a really lovely pattern for a jumper for the aids babies in Africa that I’ll knit instead.

The weather is beautiful at the moment, but the uni has switched on his heating system, which I can see heralding a trip to the doctor to stave off the sniffles. Mmmm… not looking forward to that at all. I slept in until midday today, not from laziness, but a stuffy head and even turned down a doppio from Tonic (gasp). I did however, accept a Red Bull, and that has allowed me to function relatively normally today. I love taurine almost as much as I love caffeine. Artificial adrenaline. Just what we all need.

But for now, there is a journal article to finish reading, and Verdi’s Requiem to enjoy. And laksa from the Asian Noodle House to enjoy. Perfect.

Hi There, Came across your blog and saw that you hadn’t had your yarn yet from The Wool Shack. As the owner, I thought I would try and track down your order for you, so if you are able to contact us with your order details we can find out where it is for you.

Hope that helps and sorry for the delay. Oh and just in case, parcels normally take about 5 working days from Perth to Eastern states!take careEmma Gerring